Kurama covered Keiko up and walked hastily out the door to join everyone else.
Yusuke groaned, "I'll always be a vergin!" holding his aching head. "Why doya hafta mess wit me, Kurama, why?!" he screamed hoarsely.
Kurama rolled his eyes. Shizuru, now showing the same flushed and glazed over expression began awkwardly scoot next to Kurama. She put her arm over his shoulders. Kurama furrowed his eyebrows and looked at her strangely from the corner of his eye. Shizuru wore a wide smile and stared at Kurama adoringly. Kuwabara, also becoming quite tipsy, noticed his sister becoming too friendly with Kurama, though in his drunken state, he could not accurately interpret the situation. He slammed his sake cup on the ground and yelled, "Kurama! Get offa my sis! I killya you dirty punk!" Kurama looked surprised to hear such a remark from him. Kurama brushed off the threat as nothing more than drunk talk. Kuwabara continued ranting as Shizuru began rubbing against Kurama. Kurama was highly irritated by the goings-on, so he got up abruptly and walked out to the porch to be alone. Hiei was already relaxing out on the porch, looking up at the stars. Kurama glanced over at him, sighed, and took a seat.
Hiei turned his head to look at Kurama, "Are all of those idiots already drunk?" he asked.
Kurama nodded. "They are all groping and fondling each other like a bunch of idiots. I believe now Shizuru is attempting to do some highly inappropriate activities with Yusuke."
Hiei nodded understandingly and turned to look at the stars once more. "You know, you're a very uptight one, Kurama."
Kurama turned towards Hiei quickly to glare at him, "What do you mean 'uptight'?"
"Well, the Kurama of the demon world wasn't afraid to drink sake." Hiei paused to let Kurama snort disagreeably," I have a serious question for you."
Kurama unfurrowed his eyebrows.
"Have you actually gone anywhere with a woman?" Hiei asked calmly.
Kurama blushed and turned away, "I don't feel that I need to answer that." he said huffily.
"Ok, ok." Hiei chuckled. He sat up and poured a couple of cups of sake for Kurama and himself.
"I don't think I ought to do that." he snubbed.
"Heh. Are you sure you don't want to do it for old time's sake?" Hiei smirked.
Kurama grumbled and picked up the glass hesitantly. He paused for a moment. Hiei raised an eyebrow at him. Kurama closed his eyes and gulped down the sake as quickly as he could manage. He shook his head and widened his eyes, "I had almost forgotten the taste. It's been a long time. I don't think Shuichi has the stomach for it, though." Hiei nodded and poured another drink for each of them. The two swallowed drink after drink until finally, Kurama, having the stomach of an average high-school aged boy, began to succumb to the grips of the sake.
Hiei chuckled, "You were right. Shuichi couldn't stomach much." Kurama's flushed face stared blankly at Hiei. Hiei looked at Kurama for a moment. He lifted his hand and slowly waved it in front of Kurama's eyes, which were still fixed on Hiei. Kurama's eyes did not follow Hiei's hand. It was official; Kurama is very deep in the Drunk Forest. Hiei chuckled again. "Kurama. You know something fun to do?" he said slyly. Kurama looked up at him, his expression devoid of all thought. Hiei stood up in front of Kurama and let his pants down far enough to free the mighty dragon. He placed his hand firmly on the back of Kurama's head, and with his other hand, he carefully positioned his penis right next to Kurama's mouth. "What a tasty popsicle, hm, Kurama? Want to have a taste?" Kurama opened his mouth and began licking Hiei's weasel-pop. Hiei laughed evilly as he watched Kurama, as conceited and stuck-up as he had been acting, was fellating him. He thought to himself, "Hm, he's actually pretty good at this… Has he done it before?" Hiei looked strangely at Kurama as he continued to lick and suck away. He decided to shrug it off for the time being. Hiei grabbed Kurama's head and pulled him closer as he ejaculated into Kurama's mouth. Kurama wore a stupidly puzzled expression.
"That…popsicle…verrry salty…" he sputtered and gurgled on the semen. Kurama fell over and passed out on his stomach, his mouth still open.
Hiei fixed himself back into his pants, looked down at Kurama, and decided he had gotten off too easy, but at the moment, there was little he could do with a soft and spongy sword. He turned away and walked inside to see what the other drunken idiots were doing. As he pushed the large sliding door to one side, he was ambushed by Yukina, who had obviously had much more than was previously allowed in her protective ice village. She embraced Hiei hotly, gripping his shirt with her delicate white hands. She looked up at him, blushing madly.
"I love you, Hiei. Please. I love you." she blabbed passionately.
Hiei looked horridly down at his sister, his eyes wide with shock. He had no words for how awkward he felt at that moment.
Yukina, misinterpreting his frozen facial expression, attempted to coax him, "Hiei, it's ok if you love me. We can be lovers. Just you and me."
Hiei's eye twitched anxiously. He struggled to quickly find a way out of this most undesirable situation. He figured it out. "Ok, Yukina," he said softly, reaching for a bottle of sake, "Take this. Drink it quickly. Meet me in the back room."
Yukina nodded happily, taking the bottle from Hiei. She turned around, took a swig from the bottle, looked back at Hiei, smiled and left the room.
Hiei sighed in frustration, rubbing his forehead. He hoped she would pass out quickly so he would not have to deal with her for any more of the night. He looked at the others. They were far too drunk to imagine. Yusuke and Kuwabara were arguing over something incomprehensible to any humans with half a brain while Shizuru clumsily groped at Yusuke's pants. Hiei smirked. He figured he had waited long enough and might as well get to enjoy the party before everyone passed out. He readied himself, dick in one hand, the other hand standing at the ready for action.
As Hiei's blur passed through the group, the arguing and groping stopped for a moment.
"Wha waz dat?" Yusuke bawked. He looked around quickly, squinting his eyes to keep his vision in focus.
"Iunno…" Kuwbara pondered. He scratched his disheveled head in confusion.
"DAT WAZ YOU YA DIRRTY FUUUCK!" Yusuke shouted suddenly.
"MEBAY YOU IS DE DIRTY FUCK!" Kuwabara retorted.
The two being swinging wildly at each other, though in their feebled state, neither had the coordination to land any strikes on the other. Shizuru crawled away slowly, holding her aching ass and cursing every guy she could think of.